Princess Promotion

Li Yi was thinking about Yao Chuguang's intention as he walked. When he reached a street, he saw a small vendor handing things to people and collecting money and giving change.

Li Yi had a flash of inspiration. So that's how it was. He had always underestimated Yao Chuguang, thinking that she was a chess piece that could be discarded at any time. He didn't expect that she was actually the chess player.

Many intelligence networks are connected to hidden spies through these inconspicuous small vendors and shops.

In the evening, Fu Hongxuan was silent for a long time after receiving Li Yi's report and guess.

"...read more military books and less storybooks."

Li Yi: “…”

After Yao Chuguang decided to sell food, she started thinking about what to sell.

Her cooking skills are just average, so the recipe can't be complicated. She didn't bring much money when she escaped, so the ingredients have to be cheap.

After much deliberation, braised food is the best choice. First of all, most people in this era eat chicken and fish. Beef and mutton are only eaten by rich people. Pork is also eaten, but those who know how to cook it have no shortage of meat, while those who lack meat don't know how to cook it.

Braised pork elbows, pork offal, braised meat, braised eggs, etc.

Yao Chuguang was really greedy when thinking about these things. Recently, during the first two days of the city lockdown, he had some meat for dinner, but after that, it was all vegetable leaves without any oil or water.

After finally escaping, the little money in my pocket was barely enough to buy me meat for a few meals, so I had been eating steamed buns with pickles as usual these past few days.

There really isn't another princess who lives a more miserable life than her.

In line with the principle of saving as much as possible, Yao Chuguang spent some money to persuade the inn owner to rent out a table and an old stove, and rented the small firewood shed next to the well in the backyard as a warehouse.

After choosing a location for the stall, I went to a blacksmith shop and a carpenter to buy some pots and pans.

Then I went to the butcher shop and bought some pork and offal, and then I bought a lot of things here and there.

By the time Yao Chuguang had prepared all the ingredients and kitchen utensils and moved them into the small firewood room, it was gradually getting dark. In his previous life, this would be around six or seven o'clock. He would try cooking a pot of braised food so early. If it works, he would set up a stall tomorrow. If not, he would continue his research tomorrow.

Making braised food is nothing more than solving two problems, one is to remove the fishy smell and the other is to make it flavorful.

There are two ways to remove the fishy smell: blanch it in cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, or soak it in salt water to remove the blood.

Blanching requires burning firewood, and soaking in salt water takes time. What Yao Chuguang has the most now is time, so he decisively chooses the salt water soaking method.

Then it’s time to prepare the seasoning. Yao Chuguang doesn’t remember the specific recipe very clearly, but she has the general idea.

Spices like ginger slices, chili peppers, star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon, cloves, etc., first use lard to fry the spices until golden brown, then pick up the spices, and then take out the bone broth that has been cooked long ago, add sugar color first, if there is no soy sauce, just add some salt, and then pour in sesame oil.

I wrapped the spices I had just fished out in gauze to make a spice bag and put it into the braising pot. After boiling, I took a spoon to taste it. It was a bit bitter. After thinking about it, I threw in some dried red dates and other spices. In the end, although the taste was not as good as in my previous life, it was almost the same.

Yao Chuguang took out the soaked pork elbow and put it into the braising pot, then took out the extra firewood from the stove and changed to a slow simmer.

I looked up at the night outside the window and saw that it was already completely dark. This braised meat would feel like something was missing if it was not paired with a staple food.

It would be a bit of a waste to light another stove and cook for her now, so Yao Chuguang decided to get up and go to the kitchen of the inn to buy some rice or steamed buns.

When I walked into the kitchen, I found that Chef Wang had already finished cleaning and was preparing to lock the door.

Yao Chuguang had no choice but to quicken his pace and walked over to him, saying, "Master Wang! I'm sorry, I got so busy that I forgot the time."

As he said this, he took out a few copper coins and handed them over. Because he wanted to set up a stall, Yao Chuguang had greeted Chef Wang a lot in the past few days. It can't be said that they were very close, but at least they were familiar with each other.

Chef Wang took the copper coin, weighed it, and said with a smile, "Miss Shen is late. The kitchen is now out of heat, but there are still a few steamed buns warming in the stove."

After saying that, Chef Wang went in, took out a bowl, put the steamed bun in it and handed it to Yao Chuguang.

Yao Chuguang: "Thank you, Master Wang."

Chef Wang suddenly thought of something and said, "Miss Shen, a caravan from the State of Yan has arrived at the post station recently. They all look tough. Be careful when you go in and out of the backyard and don't bump into them."

Yao Chuguang: "Thank you, Master Wang, for the reminder. Do you know how long they will stay?"

Chef Wang said, "Seeing they've transported quite a bit of goods, I don't think they'll be staying long. They're probably checking into the post station because the border has been unrest lately and they're afraid of being robbed by barbarians. They'll leave after the situation passes in a few days."